Director Link looked at the old wizard and said, "All right, I already know all this. You may leave."
The old wizard looked as if he had just received an amnesty. He let out a breath of foul air, then turned and prepared to leave the archive room, casting a grateful look at Director Link.
Locke, meanwhile, turned around and manipulated the Scarecrow Wizard puppet as he said to the director,
"Lord Link, hello. I'm Locke Augustine of Golden Crown Mountain. I think I've heard your name before. In the memory space created by Bitter Wood, the representative species of Probus Wizard's Bitter Love Tree Genus...
"You really are Probus Wizard's student."
The old wizard had reached the archive room's entrance and was about to close the door, but his limbs suddenly stiffened. As if he had fallen into an ice cellar, he immediately shut the door and left.
Locke said to the director, "In the memory space created by Bitter Wood, I once attended one of Probus Wizard's classes using your identity."
Wizard Link's pupils suddenly constricted, and then he sighed.
"There were truly quite a few people who received Probus Wizard's kindness back then. Over the years, Teacher Probus has been slandered repeatedly, but people like us have only dared to be angry, never to speak out."
"Before you restarted the investigation at Golden Crown Mountain, we had already begun our own efforts. Back then, in the Seven Mountains Region's Wizard Land, Teacher Probus and other wizards carried out aid and education work here. The students who had once received Teacher Probus's kindness had not spent these sixty years doing nothing. They wanted to uncover the truth behind Teacher's death and the truth behind the experimental accident. Even if they did not do it for the truth, they